Chapter 41: The Line Between Fake And Real

Luca doesn't offer any more explanation than that. Instead, he climbs to his feet. Rubbing his eyes, he wanders over to the far side of the set.

I prop myself up on my elbows, confused and slightly alarmed. My mind is still hazy, my body still hot and throbbing with need. I can't seem to form any coherent thoughts about what's happening.

When I glance back over my shoulder at Isaac, he looks just as baffled.

"Is there a problem?" he says to Luca.

"No, no problem," Luca says. "I just need a moment." He turns away from the rest of us, facing the green screen at the back of the set. His hands clench and unclench at his sides. Meanwhile, the whole crew is silent, watching and waiting.

Finally, he turns back to us. Whatever was going on with him, he seems fine now. His mouth is spread in a grin, and he gives a careless wave of his hand.

"Sorry about that," he says to the room. "I'm ready to start again."

He comes back over to me, and I sit up, preparing to begin the scene once more.